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Sep 2018
Sometimes I feel like the messenger
To bring others happiness
Without pursuing my own
Seeing them change
Seeing them smile
It feels good

Sometimes I wonder why I can't be part of their happy times
Then I remind myself
I'm merely a stepping stone to better times
That's what I've decided to be
I shouldn't regret when I can make them smile once more

Sometimes I wish I could have stayed their friends
Through bad and good times
Instead of fighting through the bad and falling back at the good
I miss them
Skylar Keith
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Skylar Keith  22/Gender Fluid
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